This place in Qishan is very strange, it is obviously very close to mortal places, but there is plenty of spiritual energy around, and there are not many spirit beasts and the like.

There are many kinds of exotic flowers and plants, but there are many precious minerals.

And Mengying grass, which is a more famous spiritual grass in Qishan, grows in the depths of Qishan and is relatively difficult to find.

It is a necessary medicinal material for refining the elixir of restoring spiritual power.

As for why Mengyingcao is used as a kind of sect experience, it is also because Mengyingcao, as the name suggests, will make people fall into dreams, especially if you suddenly wake up in the most beautiful dreams.

It tempers people's hearts extraordinarily.

I have already entered the deep mountains, and the light around me has dissipated a lot in an instant.

Xie Feiran ignored the changes in the surrounding environment, carefully felt the fluctuations of spiritual power, and followed the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power to a cave.

The cave glows with a light blue glow.

It looks like there is a subtle feeling.

Xie Feiran smelled the unusual breath, the corners of his lips pursed slightly, but he still raised his feet and walked in.

It was as if I had stepped on something.

He lowered his eyes to look, and his toes rubbed slightly on the ground.

Exposed white bones covered under the soil layer.

His brows furrowed slightly, and there was a little doubt in his eyes.

This place is not difficult to find, and there is a white bone paving road, I am afraid that it has entered some predator's trap.

Qinghui in his arms also shook slightly, broke out of his arms, rubbed them out, and looked left and right.

The aura here gives her a subtle feeling.

It's an indescribable feeling.

Xie Feiran didn't say much, and planned to withdraw from here.

After all, it's just to find a Dream Grass, and there's no need to get into any trouble in this kind of place.

Just thinking like this, the surrounding spiritual power surged up instantly, and the light blue spiritual power swept from all around, almost when the two of them did not react, they instantly wrapped one person and one sword.

The movement of this power was so fast that even Qinghui didn't react to what was happening.

The surrounding scene is transient.

Qing Hui had already turned into an ordinary human, and he still carried a delicate silver and blue sword in his hand.

This should be her peak, she can already turn into a human form, and directly manipulate her own clone sword, she is a sword spirit, no one knows herself better than her, so she is more handy to use.

That's why it's a headache for almost everyone.

But where is this?

What about the person she said she was going to cover?

Where did it go?

Qinghui tilted his head a little puzzled, and heard a clear and cool voice in his ears.

"Qinghui."

With a very familiar voice, Qinghui was stunned for a moment and looked up.

A tall human figure appeared in the mist.

Wearing a moon-white robe, with a snow-colored sword pinned to his waist, he was obviously unsheathed, but his body was imposing.

"Ah......h

Qinghui was stunned.

He took a few steps forward, raised his hand, and poked his body with soft white fingertips.

The tone was skeptical, "A real person? ”

Is this an unknown month?

Called shallow coffee, shallow coffee did not respond.

Qinghui pursed the corners of his lips and raised his eyes a little irritably.

Then it doesn't seem like it's a real person.

Seeing that this person's eyebrows and eyes were delicate and cold and sharp, his hand was already on her shoulder, and his voice seemed to be smiling and sharp, low temptation, "Cub...... I am back. ”

Qinghui hesitated: ...... Ha?

"We won't be separated again...... man's voice was elegant, and a faint voice fell on his ears, as if he was still breathing warmly, "I miss ...... so much."

But these words came to an abrupt end.